ok i haven't updated this story for months! At first i was just concentrating on my other story, Out of the shower and into Tortall (by they way i seriously doubt if i will continue that - it seems the more i write the worse it gets) and then i was just lazy.
I guess i should recap: in the last part the mage Cynthia found Cosette crying in her room because her step mother wouldn't let her go to the ball. Cynthia told Cosette that she would help her and thats about where i left off. oh by the way- if i ever said her eyes were some color, they're blue now.
It was a short time later when Cosette stood admiring herself in a mirror. She had never dreamed that she could look so beautiful. Her dress was a very light blue, that was the same shade of her eyes. The dress glittered silver as she moved. The neck line was flattering, the sleeves were a very sheer material that loosely fitted her arms, belling around her wrists. Her slim waist line belled into a full skirt, her slippers a dainty light blue. Her hair was piled atop her head with curls issuing out of the bun, like a small fountain. Her eyes glittered with unshed tears as she turned to Mage Cynthia. She put her hands out, "I don't know how to ever thank you,
Cynthia shook her head, " You don't have to," she said, "I should have done something sooner, knowing what was going on in this house and how you're being treated."
Cosette bowed her head, tears ready to overflow. Cynthia caught her chin and lifted it. " No more tears," she said, "We'll show them that they can't be half the lady you are. Now," she said briskly, "You must be going, you've probably missed the presentations, but thats for the best. I can't conceive what your step-mother would do if she saw you. Try to avoid her, even though she might not recognize you."
Cosette nodded, "How will-"
"We'll go in my carriage," she said, "Lets go!"
Cosette slipped into the ball through a side entrance that Cynthia had showed her. Seeing all the nobles milling around a sudden fear enveloped her. Reading her mind Cynthia stood next to her and squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Remember," Cynthia whispered in her ear, "I'll meet you outside in the carriage yard at twelve, the magic I put on your clothes will wear out by then," she slipped away leaving Cosette on her own.
Prince Jasson irritably blew a hair from his face, he hated these balls. He knew why his father threw these things- he was trying to make him find a wife, but out of all these bimbos he doubted he would ever find one. None of them ever made a lasting impression on him.
Suddenly he sat up straight in his chair. A girl the most beautiful girl he had ever seen was inching her watching way towards the balcony. She hadn't been formally presented, he would have remembered her if she had. He got up, heedless of the girl who had been chatting at him, and made his way across the ball room towards the girl. Immediately ladies starting to fling them selves at him hoping he would ask for a dance, but he just nodded at them. He had to get at that girl!
short i know, but soon there will be more. we have a day off on Thursday- I'll try to add then. Thanks for reading! I'm assuming that you did read it, but who would just read the ending note?(no offense if that is what you did) OK well any way thanks for being patient!
I guess i should recap: in the last part the mage Cynthia found Cosette crying in her room because her step mother wouldn't let her go to the ball. Cynthia told Cosette that she would help her and thats about where i left off. oh by the way- if i ever said her eyes were some color, they're blue now.
It was a short time later when Cosette stood admiring herself in a mirror. She had never dreamed that she could look so beautiful. Her dress was a very light blue, that was the same shade of her eyes. The dress glittered silver as she moved. The neck line was flattering, the sleeves were a very sheer material that loosely fitted her arms, belling around her wrists. Her slim waist line belled into a full skirt, her slippers a dainty light blue. Her hair was piled atop her head with curls issuing out of the bun, like a small fountain. Her eyes glittered with unshed tears as she turned to Mage Cynthia. She put her hands out, "I don't know how to ever thank you,
Cynthia shook her head, " You don't have to," she said, "I should have done something sooner, knowing what was going on in this house and how you're being treated."
Cosette bowed her head, tears ready to overflow. Cynthia caught her chin and lifted it. " No more tears," she said, "We'll show them that they can't be half the lady you are. Now," she said briskly, "You must be going, you've probably missed the presentations, but thats for the best. I can't conceive what your step-mother would do if she saw you. Try to avoid her, even though she might not recognize you."
Cosette nodded, "How will-"
"We'll go in my carriage," she said, "Lets go!"
Cosette slipped into the ball through a side entrance that Cynthia had showed her. Seeing all the nobles milling around a sudden fear enveloped her. Reading her mind Cynthia stood next to her and squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Remember," Cynthia whispered in her ear, "I'll meet you outside in the carriage yard at twelve, the magic I put on your clothes will wear out by then," she slipped away leaving Cosette on her own.
Prince Jasson irritably blew a hair from his face, he hated these balls. He knew why his father threw these things- he was trying to make him find a wife, but out of all these bimbos he doubted he would ever find one. None of them ever made a lasting impression on him.
Suddenly he sat up straight in his chair. A girl the most beautiful girl he had ever seen was inching her watching way towards the balcony. She hadn't been formally presented, he would have remembered her if she had. He got up, heedless of the girl who had been chatting at him, and made his way across the ball room towards the girl. Immediately ladies starting to fling them selves at him hoping he would ask for a dance, but he just nodded at them. He had to get at that girl!
short i know, but soon there will be more. we have a day off on Thursday- I'll try to add then. Thanks for reading! I'm assuming that you did read it, but who would just read the ending note?(no offense if that is what you did) OK well any way thanks for being patient!
